Sebastian kept his distance for a few days, letting the medicine take its course. He sat at his desk grading through tests having his music playing at a low volume.
The door opened up with Faustus at the door. "Michaelis, are you still going to stay late again tonight? I want to if you want to get some drinks afterwards?" A large stack of papers in his arms.
"There's a possibility for that. I just need to get these taken care of Claude. I'll get in touch with you when I'm done." His eyes never left the papers he was reading. Claude nodded shutting the door behind him.
Grell tapped on the door feeling a sense to leave and not speak with him. Her gut told her to, but refused due to her need for perfection. "Professor Michaelis, can I speak with you."
"Come in."
She opened the door taking the seat across from him. She held her paper in hand seeing the less than perfect score. "I went over the quiz and I know that the two I missed are actually correct."
He placed down his papers giving a full hearted smile. "I see. Let me go ahead and take a look at that. The stupid machine should've mark it correctly for some of answers that had more than one right answer."
He scanned the paper giving it his full attention. Grell watched moving her legs crossing and un crossing. He looked up at her taking the red pen off its holding." I'll fix it here and update the grade online. "
" Thank you so much professor. I wanted to also thank you for the gift you left with my sister. I know you're just trying to help." She stared at him feeling a bit more comfortable around him.
He chuckled writing across her test." I just want you to know, someone's looking out for you." He reached next to him taking a drink from his mug. He looked up shaking his head." Where are my manners. Would you like some tea?"
She nodded seeing him put another tea bag into his cup. "I would love some. You really do know how to care for people professor." She watched as he opened a same small tin placing the tea bag inside a spare mug.
He pour the water in handing her the mug. "Sugar? Crème or milk? Honey?" He got out of his seat opening up his small personal fridge under his desk.
"Milk and sugar sound good." She took it from him watching as he poured the same thing into his own. She relaxed feeling better about them being alone.
He typed away at his keyboard making the changes to her grade. His eyes glancing at her stiring in the ingredients." Give me a minute and it'll be fixed for you Ms. Sutcliffe."
She blew on the edge of the mug taking in small sips. He smiled checking on the website. "I hope you don't mind low-grade black tea. It seems your grades have been fixed."
"I don't mind at at all. If it's tea offered, I'll drink it." She smiled licking her lips. "It's pretty good. Thank you." She pulled out planner scribbling down her new grade.
She felt her tongue go slightly numb as her head began to spin. He watched her getting out of his seat to be at her side. "Grell? Grell, are you alright?"
She grabbed him feeling her body reacting to whatever she was given. He held her letting her pass out in his arms. "There, there my sweet. Don't you worry about a thing."
He hurried to his bag grabbing some supplies he was hoping to use. He took out the insemination kit holding her legs apart on his desk. Setting up the equipment quickly he grabbed a small container of his sperm.
He used the entire container making sure she would become pregnant. If he couldn't do it this time, he would continue to try. He took everything off and sat her back down in a more natural position.
After some time, Grell began to stir from her unconscious state. Her professor at her side with a bottle of water. "Grell, are you alright. You passed out on me, I was so worried."
She touched her head still feeling the effects of the drug. "I don't know what happened..." She looked over herself not noticing the difference in her appearance. She felt internally off but, she blamed it on whatever made her sick.
"Thank you so much professor. You're so kind." She took the drink from his hand taking the water. He smiled walking back to his desk. He wanted this to work for this girl, was the one he wanted most.
The door had a knock breaking their pleasant atmosphere. Claude opened the door seeing the student in his co-worker's space. "Oh. I see I interrupted something."
The other professor gazed upon the young lady in the office. His eyes trailed along her legs and up her body. He adjusted his glasses looking over at other man. "I guess you'll be too busy to go out for drinks?"
He shook his head glancing back at his little gem. "I'll make it. I had to fix some issues with Ms. Sutcliffe's grade." Claude looked at the student with a rush going through him. "However, it is kind of late. Will you be needing a ride home?"
Grell forced herself onto her feet looking at him. "Thank you Professor Faustus. That would be a great idea." She turned to Sebastian feeling something was wrong but couldn't think of anything. "I hope you enjoy your night professor."
Claude opened the door letting her grab her thinks. "I'll take her home and meet you at the pub Michaelis." She waved goodbye following the older man's lead. Claude pulled his tie a bit loose following her closely.
Sebastian sat feeling an overwhelming amount of animosity toward his colleague. He grabbed his things quickly packing to follow after them. His car was parked close to Claude's, enough to see them get in.
Grell buckled up in the small, practical car. Claude leaned over reversing out and heading out of the university parking lot. "Tell me where I have to drop you off."
She held her head feeling the spinning returning. "It's um..." She took a moment to think having her vision blur again. "I don't feel so good."
Claude turned his head looking at the young lady. "You don't look so well either. We'll stop by my home to have you rest. I'll take you home afterwards." He ran a free hand over her shoulder letting her feel secure.
Sebastian followed close behind them seeing them not take the turn for her home. His eyes glaring at the car driving far enough to be out of sight.
Claude placed Grell onto his couch with her arms around his neck. "You look so pale Ms. Sutcliffe. Are you feeling any better." He kept his gaze fixated on her lips.
"I don't feel well at all..." Her eyes continuously opening and closing. Her body too close to his own. He moved his hands down to her hips noticing no fight back.
"I think you've been drugged...too strong for a lady like you..."
His hands moved up her skirt touching the lace on her hips. She used her best force to push him with no success. "Professor stop..." Claude ignored her cry pulling her panties off.
Sebastian stood by the window on the side of the house. The fire of jealousy ran through his veins. He watched his love struggle whilst Claude pushed himself inside her.
He went around the back keeping out of sight from any neighbours that could be watching. He picked the lock to the back door making not a sound. His gloves hands pushed the door with ease locking the door behind him.
Grell grunted and groaned under the hard thrusts of the older man. Claude knew this drug all too well. She would think it was a nightmare more than reality. His hands held her hips putting pressure on the skin.
She kept her face facing away from him trying to keep her consciousness. Her eyes spotted Sebastian with a candelabra standing above Claude. He brought the object with great force taking him out. "Grell, are you okay?"
She reached out to him weakly feeling her focus becoming clearer with him there. "You saved me..." He picked her up bridal style. "Professor..." She pulled him into a soft kiss feeling relieved.
He kissed back letting the praise for his actions being fulfilled. "I'm just glad you're safe. I'll take you to my car and take of him." He did just that coming back for the horrid man to try to take his lover.
Claude remained on the floor of the living room. Sebastian shut the window blinds taking a long rope in his hands. He wrapped it around his neck stringing him up.
Claude woke up feeling the struggle of loosing air. He stared at his colleague dangling from the ceiling. "You should've known better than to touch my things Faustus. She's mine."
He stepped away letting him grow weaker. He cleaned the living room from any sign of his lover. He shut the door behind him with Claude's lifeless body rocking gently.
Grell sat in the car holding onto the her knees nervously. She jumped up hearing the door open. "You're okay! Did you do anything to him?"
Sebastian sat next to her holding her face in his hands. "The real question is are you okay? I was so worried about you. Should I take you home?"
"I can't go home yet...I feel to used...I thought I was okay..." Tears ran down her cheeks leaning more into his touch. "Let me stay with you a bit...please..." She sobbed hugging onto him. He held her tightly rubbing her back. "You've been there for me when everything gets bad.."
He kissed her deeply caressing her face. "I'll protect you from any harm Grell. This will be our tiny secret. I won't tell anyone about what happened with Faustus if you don't mention our love affair."
She nodded keeping her head on his shoulder. To her, even with her better judgement disagreeing with her, she would listen to him. He was a hero in her eyes.